21

So I turned 21 yesterday. It was a nice simple birthday. Mom cooked my favorite dinner, Rion came over (he gave me 2 of my favorite things: mountain dew voltage and nerd ropes) and he bought my cake, we hung out at the house, and watched one of my favorite shows (Las Vegas). It was nice. Towards the end of the evening though, as Amanda got more and more tired, she became more and more upset. Teddy's death has hit her the hardest. Out of everyone in our family, Teddy loved Amanda the most. He would sleep with her at night, he would sit with her on the couch (and she didn't even need to have food), and he would give her hugs. Now that he's gone, Amanda doesn't feel like any of the other cats love her and that he was the only one. She wants him back, alive, and loving her. Its too bad that she feels this way, we only have 10 other cats, but that doesn't change almost 13 years of love from 1 cat. Hopefully she'll find comfort in another cat soon.